After the divorce, the ex-husband joined the Shura field

The Chinese-style reception room is luxuriously decorated, with Chinese paintings of galloping horses hanging on the wall, and the antique blue and white porcelain placed by the door is expensive at first glance. The waxed surface of the mahogany furniture looks like it is carefully cared for every day. Rich and powerful lacquer family.

The door was slowly closed, and there were only three people left in the reception room.

"I want to break off the engagement."

"Wen Zhan! Are you going to be so confused! You are the heir of the Qi family, and you want to carry on the family line. You don't want offspring for the sake of a man!"

"Dad, I don't like Lin Jiaqing, I won't be with her, I like him."

Song Xingli, who was sitting by the side sipping tea, was caught off guard by Qi Wenzhan's wrist, and the tea in the cup was spilled directly on the carpet. He looked up at Qi Wenzhan with an innocent expression.

Fortunately, the tea is not hot, otherwise it would be hot.

Can't let him drink a cup of tea to moisten his throat after he's been tricked into it?

Old Qi was so angry that he slammed his cane on the ground, and made a muffled sound when it fell on the carpet. The folds on his eyelids became deeper because of his anger. He stared at the beautiful man sitting next to Qi Wenzhan, as if he was an eyesore.

"I'll give you 100 million and leave my son."

Qi Wenzhan frowned, afraid that Song Xingli would blame him for what he did. Although he was indeed selfish, he didn't want Song Xingli to be insulted.

"Dad, I have liked him for many years. He is someone I really like. Please don't insult my feelings with money."

Qi Lao looked at the handsome young man who had been silent all this time, and looked at him carefully: "What do you do?"

"He's a dancer—"

"Did I ask you?" Old Qi raised his crutches displeasedly when he heard that Qi Wenzhan always interrupted.

Qi Wenzhan didn't back down: "Dad, he didn't agree to my pursuit either, so he's not the kind of person you think. You don't need to threaten him with money, it doesn't touch him at all."

Hearing what Qi Wenzhan said, Old Qi stared at Song Xingli: "You didn't agree to my son's pursuit?! What, is my son not good enough? Or is he not rich enough? Or are you so good that my son is willing to do it for you? Give up the right person?"

Song Xingli glanced at Qi Wenzhan lightly, it's good, he was dragged into such a pit for no reason, and this angered him, then he was officially out of the game.

He crossed his legs and leaned on the back of the chair, put his hands on his legs and looked at Mr. Qi with a smile: "Uncle, I think you have misunderstood. Qi Wenzhan and I are just ordinary friends. I can't interfere with Qi Wenzhan's What do you think, but I don't have any idea of ​​going beyond the line of friends with Qi Wenzhan. So Qi Wenzhan's fiancee is his business. I came here tonight just as Qi Wenzhan's friend to accompany him to the banquet. It doesn't mean anything."

Old Qi always felt inexplicably familiar looking at the young man with extraordinary temperament in front of him, but he didn't think much about it. He felt ridiculous when he heard such a tone of neither humble nor overbearing: "Young man, you have a choice, I will give you 500 million to leave Qi Wen Zhan, don’t even be friends.”

"Dad!" Qi Wenzhan originally thought that he could confront his father frankly and not get married, so that Song Xingli would be justified, but he didn't expect his father to use such a vulgar way. He regretted and even worried what Song Xingli would think of him: "I like it He, I will never marry Lin Jiaqing, no matter what, no matter what you say."

The crutches hit the carpet heavily, and serious deterrence permeated the old and gloomy face. He looked at his son in disbelief: "Wen Zhan, you are already 35 years old this year, if you continue like this, I will never be able to return to you." You didn’t have a chance to see the descendants of the Qi family on the day you died, did you? If you insist, don’t blame me for taking back all your rights!”

At this moment, the door of the reception room was pushed open, only to see a girl in a white lace dress?Walking in, she was petite, and her immature appearance made it impossible to judge her age, but she was as cute as a Barbie doll.

"Brother Zhan, don't you want to be gentle?"

As soon as Song Xingli heard this voice, he knew it was a girl without a doubt. The voice seemed to be less than 20 years old. How could this girl who is not even of legal age be with a 35-year-old man like Qi Wenzhan?

He looked suspiciously at Qi Wenzhan.

Qi Wenzhan felt a little uncomfortable being watched by Song Xingli. He naturally knew that his fiancée was still a little girl, so he felt a little complicated when he saw the girl walking in.

As an adult man, and a 15-year-old man, he was just a child in front of him, so how could he spend his whole life with him.

"Did you seduce my brother Zhan?" Lin Jiaqing went straight to Song Xingli, the petite person had to look up at Song Xingli and scolded, the squeamishness of a girl's voice was neither painful nor itchy, On the contrary, she said with a bit of milkiness: "Don't even think about it. Brother Zhan is mine, and I am his future wife. If you are sensible, you'd better leave by yourself." The big round eyes stared straight at Song Xingli, It's not like it's the first time we've met.

Song Xingli lowered his eyes to look at this arrogant little princess, seeing the disgust in this child's eyes, and wondered if he knew this child?

Bending down slightly, keeping a close distance, she curled her lips and smiled softly at her: "Your Brother Zhan and I are just friends, why do you look at me with such disgusting eyes, have you seen me?" ?"

"Of course I've seen it! Brother Zhan's phone wallpaper is you!" Lin Jiaqing was so angry that she raised her hand and wanted to hit Song Xingli.

Qi Wenzhan's pupils suddenly shrank.

Song Xingli quickly grasped the little girl's wrist, and easily grabbed the hand that was trying to touch him. The smile in his eyes was surrounded by coldness: "Although you are young, it doesn't mean you have the right to be willful. You are self-willed in front of you, but not everyone can be willful and self-willed, you want to hit me? Then you have to figure out what the end will be."

Lin Jia lightly raised her eyes to meet the eyes of the beautiful man in front of her, her light amber pupils were as cold as jade, her tone was light but made people hear a warning.

Her eye sockets were instantly covered with moisture, feeling aggrieved, she broke away from Song Xingli's hand: "Who are you, my father is a very powerful person, if he knows that you seduced my fiancé, he will definitely teach you a lesson of!"

Naturally, Song Xingli didn't care about the child, instead he thought it was a bit amusing, and the coldness in his eyes faded into a smile: "Sure enough, I'm still a little girl, and I have to find my parents when I encounter difficulties, but ah, is there such a thing as falling in love? Ask your parents to help you? That’s not okay, it depends on your own ability. Whether you can keep a man or not depends on you, understand? "

His tone was a bit teasing, but it was impossible to refute.

Lin Jiaqing stared into Song Xingli's eyes in a daze, without moving for a long time.

Old Qi on the side was so angry that he chopped his cane, he raised his cane angrily and pointed at Song Xingli: "You are just a dancer who sells, what right do you have to say such a thing!"

Song Xingli half-closed his eyes, he straightened his waist slowly, turned his face to the side with a little carelessness, and looked at Old Qi with a slight curl of his lips: "You said I came out to dance to sell? Do you have evidence? You know me Do you know where I sell them?"

Every word and every sentence carries a chill, and the meaning of inviolability falls loudly at the end.

Then he looked at Qi Wenzhan: "Qi Wenzhan, you really let me down by using me."

Turn around and leave.

The back is tall and straight, and the thinness props up the aura of arrogance and inviolability.

"Xingli!" Qi Wenzhan stepped forward to grab Song Xingli with quick eyes and hands, and he was a little at a loss when the situation turned out like this: "Xingli, listen to me, I just wanted to introduce you to my parents—"

The words stopped abruptly, and he looked into Song Xingli's unwavering eyes. At that moment, it was like falling into an abyss.

This is Song Xingli, whom he has been chasing for more than ten years. He thought he was close at hand, but at this moment he returned to his original shape.

Song Xingli looked at Qi Wenzhan, and pulled his hand away from Qi Wenzhan's hand: "This is the style of the Qi family in the northern district. I have already experienced it. It's no wonder that he is a bandit. He is powerful in swearing, deceiving, and pestering people." more powerful."

Qi Wenzhan's face turned pale, as if embarrassment had been wiped off his face: "Xingli, you..."

Song Xingli felt that Qi Wenzhan was ashamed by his own words, but Qi Wenzhan was to blame for this. Since he wanted to provoke him, he had to bear it. He looked easy to provoke, but deep down he was not.

He looked sideways at the little girl and asked with a smile, "Hey, you said your father is very powerful, who is he, tell me?"

Lin Jia pursed her lips and looked a little cowardly, and she didn't know why the arrogance and domineering just now seemed to be extinguished: "My, my father's name is Lin Youjin, and there are oil fields in the United States. awesome."

"Ah, I'm not in China." Song Xingli nodded pretending to be clear: "I really haven't heard of it, so I'm sorry."

Thinking of the words I heard in the banquet hall just now, I couldn't help but smile.

"Xingli, do you know where this is?" Qi Wenzhan felt that his self-esteem was frustrated. Although Song Xingli was someone he liked, he couldn't accept being provoked like this, let alone his family being insulted like this: "Here It's the Qi family, you are now within the range of the Qi family."

The smile on Song Xingli's lips didn't fade away. Sure enough, Qi Wenzhan's gentlemanly demeanor was all a vain appearance, and now he could be a bandit if he said he could become a bandit.

Seeing that his son had become clear-headed now, Mr. Qi walked up to his son, lowered his face and scolded this beautiful young man who didn't know what to do: "You dare to be so arrogant because Wen Zhan likes you, and you don't even know what to do , now that Wen Zhan knows what kind of person you are, I see what you are trying to show off! Since you came to Qi’s house today, you might as well stay here for a few days. Since Wen Zhan likes you, it’s not impossible to keep you , but know the rules."

"I seem to have forgotten to introduce myself."

Qi Lao frowned, and introduced himself suddenly.

Song Xingli smiled and looked at Qi Wenzhan: "I'm Song Xingli from the Song Family in the Southern District. It's a belated introduction. So we are deadly rivals."

Qi Wenzhan's eyes showed disbelief: "The Song family in the Southern District... The Song family?!"

Qi Wenzhan's increasingly ugly face was reflected in Song Xingli's eyes. He never thought of using his family background to suppress others, and his parents also taught him to be low-key in life, don't say that he is a child of the Song family in the southern district.

But some people crossed his bottom line again and again.

Even if he is an ordinary person, he has already achieved good enough results with his own efforts, so why should he use his family background to look down on inferior people.

Only a dog's eyes look down on people.

"Song Family in Southern District!" Looking at Song Xingli, Qi Lao's expression immediately changed, as if he saw an enemy: "It's that lucky Song Xingli, it's really lucky that such a serious car accident didn't send you away. "

When Qi Wenzhan heard what his father said, he was a little suspicious, what did it mean.

Song Xingli was also stunned for a moment when he heard that, the car accident ten years ago was something he, and even his whole family, did not want to recall.

So why would the lacquer family know?

Wasn't it the car accident caused by Luo Qing's father?

Including why his parents suggested him to study abroad, and told him not to say who his parents were outside, and to be a low-key person. He was more or less impressed. The Qi family seemed to be a deadly enemy with his family from the older generation.So is the car accident related to the Qi family?

He thought that he was already so low-key and had never caused trouble. The family business was also closed by Shi Jin. He thought that he could make friends he liked without any scruples, including the son of his parents' rivals.

But it turns out that he was thinking too simply.

"Qi Wenzhan, I thought I could make friends with you without any scruples. That's because I think you are a pretty good person. After all, you saved me. But I didn't expect that you never put me in the On the same level as you, you want to control me, thinking that you can easily own me without Shijin, and you don't treat me fairly."

"What about now, do you still dare to like me after knowing who I am?" Song Xingli looked at Shang Qi Wenzhan's astonished eyes calmly, and smiled as if he was in a good mood.

Cunning and proud.

As soon as the voice fell, the door was knocked from the outside, and a deep voice came:

"Master, I'm here to take you home."

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